Male-oriented Police Stories Are Just Great

The police arrived quickly.

What surprised Lin Mo a bit was that Old Bai was actually following behind them. He was dressed in casual clothes, his hands shoved into his pockets, and his expression revealed no waves of emotion. However, as his eyes swept over the scene, they lingered on Lin Mo for an extra second.

He didn't say anything to draw attention to himself.

Liu Zheng, on the other hand, hadn't come.

The leading police officer was tall and sturdy. His sharp gaze swept around the area before finally settling on the bruised and swollen Liu Zihao and the shrilly shrieking Lin Shulan.

"Who called the police?" The officer's voice was steady and powerful, instantly overpowering the noise of the scene.

Lin Shulan acted as if she had grabbed a lifesaver. She dashed forward, almost grabbing the officer's arm. "Comrade Police! I want to report a crime! I saw him hitting someone with my own eyes!"

Her finger was practically poking Lin Mo's nose.

"It's him! This ungrateful wretch beat my son up like this. Look, his face is ruined! Hurry up and arrest him!"

The officer glanced at Liu Zihao, whose face was swollen like a proofed steamed bun, without even twitching an eyebrow. He had obviously seen this kind of scene many times before.

He ignored Lin Shulan's blustering and instead looked at Lin Mo, the calmest person in the room.

Lin Mo slowly raised a hand, his posture as relaxed as if he were answering a question in class. "Comrade Police, I was the one who called."

"I made it very clear when I reported it. This is my home, and these two brought a locksmith to pick the lock on my door."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

The locksmith stood to the side, shrinking his neck back. He could barely hold his tools steady and wished he could turn invisible on the spot.

The leading officer nodded, jotted down a few notes in his notebook, and asked, "Then what is this about assaulting someone?"

Before Lin Mo could speak, Xie Yuling, who was standing to the side, stepped forward and pointed at Liu Zihao, who looked like a pig's head.

"Just now, when Lin Mo was calling the police, that guy rushed over to stop him and tried to snatch his phone. Out of self-defense, Lin Mo shoved him away with a backhand, but it was just that one hit."

"Then he fell onto the stairs and rolled down."

She paused, then added another sentence while her gaze swept over Liu Zihao, "It might also be because... he's too weak."

Liu Zihao's face instantly flushed from a liverish red to a dark purple.

Saying this, Xie Yuling pointed at the locksmith. "He saw it too."

The officer's gaze turned to the locksmith, who trembled in fear and nodded his head like a pounding garlic mortar.

"Yes, it was indeed that guy who rushed over first."

Hearing this, Lin Shulan immediately exploded again, her voice sharp enough to cut glass. "You're talking nonsense! You're all in this together! It's obvious he was the one who hit him! Comrade Police, you can't believe their nonsense. Hurry up and arrest him!"

The officer got a headache from her shouting and frowned. "Ma'am, please calm down. First, tell me who you are. What is your relationship with the homeowner?"

Lin Shulan reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She instantly straightened her back, raised her chin, and spoke with self-righteous indignation.

"This is my brother's house! Is there a problem with me, as his younger sister, coming to see my brother's house?!"

She said this as if she were the master of the place.

Lin Mo, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke slowly, his voice carrying a trace of cold mockery.

"Her brother is indeed my dad."

A smug look had just appeared on Lin Shulan's face.

Lin Mo's next sentence plunged her into an ice cellar.

"But my dad passed away a few years ago. The legal heir to this property is me, and only me."

One clean and decisive sentence directly shattered all of Lin Shulan's excuses.

The officer's expression turned completely serious. He looked at Lin Shulan and spoke in a businesslike tone:

"Ma'am, according to the Public Security Administration Punishments Law, by hiring someone to forcibly pick a lock without the owner's permission, you have already committed..."

"Wait!"

Seeing that she was about to be officially charged, Lin Shulan suddenly pulled a piece of paper from her handbag and snapped it open in front of the officer.

"Who says this house is his! His dad mortgaged the house to me a long time ago! This is the IOU, written in black and white!"

It was a brand-new piece of A4 printer paper. The text on it was in a standard font, and the signature at the end was written in a flamboyant cursive, but other than that, there wasn't even a fingerprint.

Lin Mo looked at the paper, a flash of understanding passing through his eyes.

The familiar recipe, the familiar flavor.

Xie Yuling wasn't worried, though she couldn't help but feel that Old Bai standing in the back looked somewhat familiar.

Lin Mo stood with his arms crossed, a mocking curve pulling at the corners of his lips, his voice devoid of any discernible emotion.

"Then go ahead and sue me. But there's no need to rush."

After saying that, he stopped looking at that liver-red face and turned to the officer. "Comrade Police, I don't recognize that kind of thing, but them picking my door lock is a fact, right?"

Lin Mo paused, his tone clear and firm.

"I will not sign any letter of understanding. According to the Public Security Administration Punishments Law, illegally trespassing into someone else's residence, without the homeowner's forgiveness, warrants at least a few days of detention, right?"

The officer gave Lin Mo a scrutinizing look, then nodded.

"The authenticity of the IOU is a civil dispute, which the court will handle. But you breaking in and picking the lock without the owner's permission changes the nature of this entirely. Everyone, come back to the station with me."

The moment he said this, Lin Shulan blew up on the spot.

"I am the owner! This house belongs to my brother! What law am I breaking by coming to my brother's house? Lin Mo! Lin Mo! Do you even have any respect for me as your aunt?!"

She screamed herself hoarse, acting as if she had suffered a massive injustice.

Lin Mo didn't even bother to lift an eyelid, merely saying to the officer.

"I don't have an aunt like this. Please just enforce the law normally, Comrade Police."

That simple sentence was more powerful than any argument.

The officer nodded, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, his tone brooking no argument.

"Since that's the case, please come with us to the police station and explain things clearly."

It could be said that he was handling things very impartially.

Lin Mo's gaze swept over Old Bai; it was hard to imagine this wasn't partly due to his presence.

After all, most civil police officers focused primarily on mediation and reconciliation.

Especially in cases involving blood relatives.

"I'm not going! On what grounds are you arresting me! I'm not going!"

Seeing that the police were serious, a chill shot straight from the soles of Lin Shulan's feet to the crown of her head. Throwing caution to the wind, she plopped her butt onto the ground and kicked her legs wildly, looking exactly like a giant baby throwing a tantrum on the floor.

Beside her, Liu Zihao was completely dumbfounded.

Didn't his mom say they were coming to get gold? Why were they going to the station now? In all his life, he had only seen that place on TV!

But in this kind of situation, it wasn't up to you whether you wanted to go or not.

The officer directly pulled out a pair of handcuffs.

"Either you come with me voluntarily, or I'll escort you there in cuffs."

This threat successfully terrified Lin Shulan and Liu Zihao into submission.

Lin Shulan, however, glared viciously at Lin Mo. "You little brat! Are you happy now?!"

Lin Mo just laughed. "Not quite yet. Let's go, off to the police station."